Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were

"Ah --"

in her palm brought her back

of the pain and

Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

coldly,

to take the pieces out, he had to cut them

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and

see her in such

"No --"

soon as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly

a while, the blood stained Tracy's

which were full

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be

out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly,

dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

more

"No --"

shook her

him coldly,

looked at him ironically.

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her

about you?

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly

tie you up

to threaten.

turned pale because it hurt so much and the

she was

"A little bit painful..."

with

beat when he saw the

flashed through

feeble, but she was still

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything

you feel painful,

looked down at her. Then he made

the sharp knife at the wound

wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered

fear rose from the bottom

own thought

that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh.

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

whether it was her tears or her

the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on

He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

knife cutting her body.

pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair

of the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting

cut

wanted to cry out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the